This is not the blog post I had planned. But this is what I have for you right now.
Life is short. And it's easy to succumb to fear. But if I've learned anything, I've learned that love wins. I have no other way to respond.
I know what it's like to feel that everything you love and hold dear is under attack. I know what it's like to live in a wounded city. I know the pain and it changed me forever. I will never be the same.
But the upside is - I will never be the same. I love and value and appreciate the precious fleeting moments in a completely different way. We owe it to those who are no longer here.
And, as I said, the only way I know how to respond is to love. And to see love. And to look for the helpers because they're always there. They are always there and that in itself is cause for hope and celebration.
"The streets of heaven are too crowded with angels tonight."
Hug your children tighter every night. Every night.